For today... March 8, 2010
Outside my window... looks like we'll get some sun today, but more rain is on the way. Birds, birds, birds... they wake us up with the daylight. Drives Kerry nuts (especially in the summer, when it's light at about 4:30!) but I like it.
I am thinking... I don't know. The way things are going, keeping a sense of humor is my lifeline to sanity.
I am praying for... Kerry. Yes, for work, but right now for his health. He's sick with bronchitis - an annual (or semi-annual?) event. His immunities aren't exactly great.
I am wearing... *sigh* A grass skirt, two coconut halves, my plastic be-jeweled princess tiara, and Jimmy Choos. As if! It's a toss up as to what would kill me first - hypothermia, humiliation, or the injuries I would sustain just trying to walk over to the mirror... where I would die laughing.
I am creating... snark. With a side of sarcasm. And that's about all.
I am going... to try to fill another laundry basket with stuff to get rid of.
i am reading... I've been picking up the LOTR books when the boys set them down and reading through, refreshing my memory before Saturday's movie marathon. Tate read through all four books (including The Hobbit) in less than four weeks. Way to go, Tater-bug!
I am hoping... that Wyatt will be joining us. He hates being pressured, wants to read "at my own pace". And I don't want to pressure him. He's really close though, just started the third book last night, and I want to encourage him.
Meanwhile, Gunnar knows that LOTR is a bit beyond him so he's decided to read through the Narnia books on his own. Woo-hoo!
I am hearing... much quiet. Everyone is reading :o)
I am remembering... one Sunday morning when Wyatt was little. You know how Sunday mornings are with little kids... Mom gets up, showers, dresses, gets the kids up, gets them breakfast, gets them dressed, and basically runs around like a chicken with her head cut off. While Dad rolls out of bed, has a cup of coffee, feeds himself, pulls on some clothes, and wonders why Mom is all stressed. Add to this, I was eight and a half months along with Tate, there were skunks living under our (old) house whose sole purpose in life was to aggravate my pregnancy-heightened sense of smell, and as Kerry rattled around looking for clothes, a donkey walked into the front yard.
Why I'm remembering this now I have no idea.
From the learning rooms... China and opium, algebraic equations, root words, and drinkable iron. Probably more, but I've forgotten.
Around the house... be proud; the Valentine things are put away.
On my mind... soccer practice starts this week. The weather forecast is low 40's and rain. Fun!
Noticing that... taco salad always makes me thirsty. Very thirsty.
Pondering these words... Non posse, non peccare. Not able to not sin. As in, born in sin. Born sinful.
One of my favorite things... fresh sheets, especially line-dried. Well, line-dried anything. Even towels. Of course they're rough, but hey - you can dry and exfoliate at the same time! Because we're all about being efficient.
A few plans for the rest of the week... MIT, Messiah rehearsal, piano lesson, AWANA, PTO day, soccer practice, LOTR marathon.
Good grief. Look at all those acronyms. You'd think I joined the military.
Here is a picture thought I am sharing...
This isn't a new photo, as we've had NO snow this winter.
I think Wyatt took it last year.
Does snow bend?
Why, yes - yes it does.