Thursday, April 22, 2010
Who Knew?
I have survived the stresses of purchasing property. Ugh! I had no idea just how many hoops we would have to jump through in order to secure a loan. I would like to know how much it has cost me in gas money and recording fees. I really had no clue just how long it could take a title company to do a simple title search on property that we have owned for fourteen years. A projected wait time of ten days turned into a torturous four weeks. Everyone I spoke to had someone else to pin the blame on and just ONE MORE detail that I needed to attend to. Anyway, I am just SO thankful to have it all behind us. This is really just an opportunity for me to vent some frustrations. There is nothing meaningful or inspirational to be found in this posting. Sometimes a girl just needs to gripe and moan a little!
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Catching up
Well, I've been absent for a time, again. So, I thought I'd do a little catch up on what's been going on in my world.
My firstborn baby turned fourteen. It amazes me how much harder each birthday gets. I'm really feeling like I need a support group to coax me through the next few years. We're clicking past years at the rate of what feels like minutes. He's nearly eye to eye with me, and his shoe size is rivaling his dad's. In a matter of a few weeks we'll be watching him "promote" from 8th grade into high school. For the moment, he's even thinking he may be Salutatorian of his class. This will mean a speech. YIKES!!! The butterflies in my stomach go crazy at the thought! I just can't even imagine how nervous I will be if he's put in that position. Oh dear Lord, please help me through this stage of life!
Allergies have taken me hostage. I suffer from seasonal allergies every year. Every year I swear it's the worst year yet, but this year really is! I have daily allergy attacks that send me into a fit of sneezing, runny nose, and eyeballs that feel like they need to be scratched out, soaked in cool water, and replaced. Needless to say, I don't even bother with putting on makeup unless absolutely necessary. It's a waste of time and eye makeup. Last night I was sitting here minding my own business when my eyes began waging war on me. My left eye ended up nearly swollen shut before I surrendered and just went to bed with a cool washcloth over it. Don't get me wrong! I do love spring! It's gorgeous. It's uplifting. It's killing me.
The annual sign up for summer baseball has taken place. Next week we will begin our LONG ritual of summer baseball. It starts before school ends and ends about the time school starts back up. I find the whole thing exhausting. I enjoy watching my boys play ball, but I vaguely recall what summer was like before baseball took it over. I remember liking the slow pace of summer. I miss it. I miss that balance of activity and relaxation.
There haven't been too many other exciting things to tell. My daily life remains the same old same old. For that, I am thankful. That's pretty much how I would sum up my attitude over the last several weeks...thankful. I am constantly reminded of how blessed my life is.
My firstborn baby turned fourteen. It amazes me how much harder each birthday gets. I'm really feeling like I need a support group to coax me through the next few years. We're clicking past years at the rate of what feels like minutes. He's nearly eye to eye with me, and his shoe size is rivaling his dad's. In a matter of a few weeks we'll be watching him "promote" from 8th grade into high school. For the moment, he's even thinking he may be Salutatorian of his class. This will mean a speech. YIKES!!! The butterflies in my stomach go crazy at the thought! I just can't even imagine how nervous I will be if he's put in that position. Oh dear Lord, please help me through this stage of life!
Allergies have taken me hostage. I suffer from seasonal allergies every year. Every year I swear it's the worst year yet, but this year really is! I have daily allergy attacks that send me into a fit of sneezing, runny nose, and eyeballs that feel like they need to be scratched out, soaked in cool water, and replaced. Needless to say, I don't even bother with putting on makeup unless absolutely necessary. It's a waste of time and eye makeup. Last night I was sitting here minding my own business when my eyes began waging war on me. My left eye ended up nearly swollen shut before I surrendered and just went to bed with a cool washcloth over it. Don't get me wrong! I do love spring! It's gorgeous. It's uplifting. It's killing me.
The annual sign up for summer baseball has taken place. Next week we will begin our LONG ritual of summer baseball. It starts before school ends and ends about the time school starts back up. I find the whole thing exhausting. I enjoy watching my boys play ball, but I vaguely recall what summer was like before baseball took it over. I remember liking the slow pace of summer. I miss it. I miss that balance of activity and relaxation.
There haven't been too many other exciting things to tell. My daily life remains the same old same old. For that, I am thankful. That's pretty much how I would sum up my attitude over the last several weeks...thankful. I am constantly reminded of how blessed my life is.
Monday, April 5, 2010
No Mo' Mowing, Please!!
I enjoy mowing. I'm not sure why. I've always liked mowing. It was my first introduction to driving when I was just a kid. I think I like the instant gratification of seeing the finished product. You mow a strip of grass, and you can see your handiwork. Like most things, too much of a good thing can go bad.
My husband does not know when to stop when it comes to our yard. He loves to clear areas and make them "mowable." I doubt if that's a word, but you catch my drift. My thinking is if you measure the yard that you mow in acres, you've gone too far. We're not talking acres with decimal points, either. I'm talking whole numbers of acres. Sure, it looks nice and park-like, but I bet we mow more than some parks departments do! I don't think anyone should have to set aside HOURS of time to mow their yard. We live on 150 acres. I keep wondering when we'll reach the point of having enough "yard" to suit Reuben. We're nearing the point of just needing a tractor with a belly mower to do the job. THAT'S too far!
If you haven't guessed, today was the first mowing of the year. I did it willingly and happily. Yet I found myself dwelling on the massiveness of our yard about halfway through. I managed to mow all the areas that I designate as yard. There's still much more to be done to fit in Reuben's definition of yard. If the rain will hold off for a couple of days, I may just tackle the rest to please him. We'll see!
My husband does not know when to stop when it comes to our yard. He loves to clear areas and make them "mowable." I doubt if that's a word, but you catch my drift. My thinking is if you measure the yard that you mow in acres, you've gone too far. We're not talking acres with decimal points, either. I'm talking whole numbers of acres. Sure, it looks nice and park-like, but I bet we mow more than some parks departments do! I don't think anyone should have to set aside HOURS of time to mow their yard. We live on 150 acres. I keep wondering when we'll reach the point of having enough "yard" to suit Reuben. We're nearing the point of just needing a tractor with a belly mower to do the job. THAT'S too far!
If you haven't guessed, today was the first mowing of the year. I did it willingly and happily. Yet I found myself dwelling on the massiveness of our yard about halfway through. I managed to mow all the areas that I designate as yard. There's still much more to be done to fit in Reuben's definition of yard. If the rain will hold off for a couple of days, I may just tackle the rest to please him. We'll see!
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Happy Easter 2010!!!
Well, another Easter has come and gone. I love Easter. Actually, I love Spring. It's such a time of renewal and rebirth. It's an affirmation of good things to come. We've made it through another Winter. Winter can get so bleak and dreary. It really can pull a person down if you let it. Spring is our reward for surviving Winter. The jonquils have been in bloom for a couple of weeks now. The redbuds and dogwoods are showing their full glory. It takes a toll on my allergies, but I'll gladly suffer to see the beauty all around.
We enjoyed another lovely Easter Sunday today. When I was a kid, we always had a sunrise service on Easter Sunday. I do miss that. The church we attend now is in town and made up of mostly elderly folks. A sunrise service would be hard for them. There was just something magical about the atmosphere of a sunrise service as a kid. The quiet stillness combined with the peeking of the sun over the horizon was a perfect setting to really concentrate on the death and resurrection of our Savior. I like to imagine that the morning of his resurrection was a perfectly beautiful day. Surely the Lord was smiling down on the Earth, rejoicing in His Son's rising.
It has been quite a while since I posted on here. I have no good excuse. I did battle some illness. I did have a couple of crazy weeks of running all over the place. Really, I've just been so blessed and thankful for the things happening in my life. I should have taken the time to share with everyone on here. Instead, I've been relishing each day, and watching what God can do with amazement. Also, I think the pouring out of my thoughts on here has sort of emptied my reserve of useless thoughts. I highly recommend it for anyone that deals with a mind that seems too busy all the time. It has had a calming effect on me. I hope to eventually get back to a daily blog. If I don't, just know that it's probably a sign of peacefulness in me. Keep checking back on occasion to see what's happening in my world.
We enjoyed another lovely Easter Sunday today. When I was a kid, we always had a sunrise service on Easter Sunday. I do miss that. The church we attend now is in town and made up of mostly elderly folks. A sunrise service would be hard for them. There was just something magical about the atmosphere of a sunrise service as a kid. The quiet stillness combined with the peeking of the sun over the horizon was a perfect setting to really concentrate on the death and resurrection of our Savior. I like to imagine that the morning of his resurrection was a perfectly beautiful day. Surely the Lord was smiling down on the Earth, rejoicing in His Son's rising.
It has been quite a while since I posted on here. I have no good excuse. I did battle some illness. I did have a couple of crazy weeks of running all over the place. Really, I've just been so blessed and thankful for the things happening in my life. I should have taken the time to share with everyone on here. Instead, I've been relishing each day, and watching what God can do with amazement. Also, I think the pouring out of my thoughts on here has sort of emptied my reserve of useless thoughts. I highly recommend it for anyone that deals with a mind that seems too busy all the time. It has had a calming effect on me. I hope to eventually get back to a daily blog. If I don't, just know that it's probably a sign of peacefulness in me. Keep checking back on occasion to see what's happening in my world.
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