For today, January 9, 2012.
Outside my window... gray clouds, showers, and snow up in the hills.
I am thinking... am I the only one having a hard time remembering to write 2012?
I am thankful for... two boys are through with their schoolwork already, my office is mostly tidy (still in progress), and I have fresh sheets on the bed.
I am praying for... Tate. Lots going on in his life right now. And carbonated hormones aren't helping. Also, more work for Kerry would be nice.
I am wearing... Lordhavemercy, blue jeans, blue t-shirt, purple sweater (Gunnar's favorite), teal wool socks. I look like I got dressed at a yard sale. *sigh* And worse, I couldn't care less!
I am creating... plans for a quilt.
I am going... batty, one child at a time.
I am reading... Sarah Bishop, by Scott O'Dell, with the boys.
I am hoping... more than I can say right now.
I am hearing... Wyatt, doing his history reading (moving around, getting his books), time to switch the laundry to the dryer (beep beep), and tappety-tappety-tappety ;D
From the learning rooms... Wyatt reading Slopes of War and Elijah of Buxton, me reading Sarah Bishop with Tate and Gunnar, and talking about school in colonial times; Wyatt working with polynomials, Tate converting percent to decimal to fraction, Gunnar using tables, charts, and schedules; Wyatt studying water, Tate learning about erosion and deposition, and Gunnar fascinated with fishes; and more, more, more :D
From the kitchen... all the boys have plans this evening (Kerry and Gunnar - Boys' Club at church, and Wyatt and Tate SAR training), so we had a big taco salad for lunch and will probably just make sandwiches for dinner.
Around the house... sparkly winter things. Pics soon.
Something I want to remember... Gunar used to say, What in carnation? I think he'd been reading Homer Price and was mispronouncing tarnation. Or he'd say of something, Well, it's not my peculiar favorite when he meant particular.
On my mind... how to help Tate work through some frustrations. This kid needs a break.
Noticing that... they may be boys, but they're never too old to hug their mom. And I'm sticking to it.
Pondering these words... "and it came to pass.." That is, many things (and I'm thinking of frustrations and trials) come to pass, not to stay. And for that I'm glad.
One of my favorite things... the chocolate orange I have stashed from Christmas, and how good just a couple of slices are :D
A few plans for the rest of the week... Boys' Club and SAR training tonight, CAP tomorrow night, and then the youth group (aptly known as "None the Wiser") meets here Wednesday night. A nice, young couple is leading it, so I'm just responsible for providing a place and a meal. Hmmm, lots of hungry teens. I'm thinking chili :D
Here is a picture I am sharing...
A sneak peek at my wintery house :D
Kerry brought me the little penguins from a mission trip to Chile several years ago, and the igloo is Kosta Boda.