Wednesday, September 28, 2011
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So..... I am a slacker. I blame the enormous amounts of photo editing I have piling upon me. Not complaining. Just saying... I am busy. I haven't even really touched Pinterest for over a week or two. And that is saying a lot. But today I post glad tidings of sidewalk chalk and paper airplanes. Daniel is 4 month old as of Sunday. Growing like a weed. Don't know his stats; waiting for Lucas to turn 2 and Joel to turn 3. Group trip to the doctor! And all three will be receiving shots. *Warm fuzzies*. And today is exactly 75 days before I take flight. Checked in on the ticket; it is not bogus. Definitely an irrational fear I have had for the last four weeks. Because it would have been the worst thing ever to find out when trying to board the plane.
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
I run. Well, try to at least. Building up day by day. Little by little. But when I run (and walk), I often have random thoughts pop into my head.
*I wonder if Ty still hearts Christy (someone wrote in the pavement).
*I can fit 3 kids in a double stroller. What the heck am I going to do when we have 4?
*Will my thighs ALWAYS rub together ever-so-slightly when I run?
*That man walking toward me on the sidewalk will either try to kill me or smile & nod.
*How long do I have to do this to have a killer bod?
*What makes someone want to sell RVs for a living?
*It always seems to be hotter on the days that I exercise.
*People must laugh in their cars at my weak attempts at running.
*What shade of yellow should I paint my future laundry room?
*When will I have a nicer neighborhood to run through?
And some days I have much, much weirder thoughts. If anyone knows the answer to any of my questions, let me know. My mind obsessively wonders, so rest would be nice. :)
*I wonder if Ty still hearts Christy (someone wrote in the pavement).
*I can fit 3 kids in a double stroller. What the heck am I going to do when we have 4?
*Will my thighs ALWAYS rub together ever-so-slightly when I run?
*That man walking toward me on the sidewalk will either try to kill me or smile & nod.
*How long do I have to do this to have a killer bod?
*What makes someone want to sell RVs for a living?
*It always seems to be hotter on the days that I exercise.
*People must laugh in their cars at my weak attempts at running.
*What shade of yellow should I paint my future laundry room?
*When will I have a nicer neighborhood to run through?
And some days I have much, much weirder thoughts. If anyone knows the answer to any of my questions, let me know. My mind obsessively wonders, so rest would be nice. :)
Thursday, September 15, 2011
truth
Lately, it feels like the weight of the world is crushing me. Not anything big. Just a bunch of little, inconsequential things. But by the end of the day, I often look like this. Completely worn. Utterly exhausted. And not because of my children, either (though Lucas + terrible twos = hell). On the contrary. Daniel's smiles bring so much light into my life. His smiles touch his eyes. Anyway. Not sure why I feel this way. Just overly emotional, I guess. Been walking/jogging/running to help kick these blues. Praying the exercise and sun will help. Don't worry. I'm okay! Just..... yeah.
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
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Friday, September 9, 2011
Some days, I conquer the world as a mother of three. Field trips. Activities. Sewing. Cooking. Cleaning. Organizing. Singing. Teaching. There are days when I can accomplish all of the above... and more. Then there are other days. Days when we do nothing but lay around on the floor and watch way too many movies. Today is one of those days. But that's okay. I like today.
Sunday, September 4, 2011
countdown
I like looking forward to things. And I definitely have something in the near[ish] future to look forward to. 100 days. Exactly one hundred days from this moment and I am gone. Flying far, far away. Just me. Traveling over 6,000 miles. And [if I use Google Maps for directions] I am suppose to kayak across the ocean. I think I'd rather take a plane and save 33 days of traveling... This picture in no way indicates which direction I will be traveling. And for the few that may know where I am going, PLEASE don't spoil the surprise. It's a secret. For now, at least.
But, in the mean time, we are just learning many, many things and doing fun crafts to pass the time. And if the rain [from this useless excuse of a monsoon season] wont come to us, we will make our own. Now we have a little bit of rain every day. And a rainbow of color.
But, in the mean time, we are just learning many, many things and doing fun crafts to pass the time. And if the rain [from this useless excuse of a monsoon season] wont come to us, we will make our own. Now we have a little bit of rain every day. And a rainbow of color.
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